On Monday 20th of July, Toroa traveled to the Timaru Museum to learn about survival in World War One. We had to sort through gear and decide which was necessary and which gear was not. We worked with care packages from home and bandaged out injured comrades. We played an awesome game and hopefully survived the Gallipoli campaign. We also learnt the importance of socks on the Western Front. There are some photos below and will be more in the Galleries shortly.

Back in the day, frogs used to be all colours, like a rainbow. The good side to this was that everyone noticed them. The bad side was that all of the predators noticed them as well. One by one all of the colourful frogs disappeared. One fateful day one frog, Mr Hopper, decided to go for a hop down to the stream.

When Mr Hopper arrived at the stream, he saw other frogs leaving, saying "Don't go in there. The stream has slime in it." But he didn't mind that the stream had slime, so he carried on. As Mr Hopper entered the stream, he saw the tiniest bit of slime. He picked it up and stared at it."Yeah, there's slime, but it's so pathetic." He started to giggle. Then a big croak came out. "Excuse me!"He looked back at the slime and turned to see no-one looking at him, so he ate it.​Nothing happened so he walked out of the stream and hopped home. As Mr Hopper was hopping, everyone pointed and whispered about him. He blocked them out and carried on. Suddenly a little frog yelled "Oh no! Mr Hopper is sick!"Mr Hopper rushed home trying to find a mirror. "I'm green!" he yelled. Then he fainted. When he woke up he felt sick and he stayed feeling that way.

On his birthday he didn't feel sick anymore. It was a miracle. He hopped up and looked in the mirror; He was still green, but he liked it. Soon after, everyone else liked it too. His family and friends hopped down to the river and ate some slime and that is why frogs are green.